i'm not supposed to have this.

smeared all over
barely alive
and just might be,

broken.

new kid on the blog

turn that frown upside down

optimistic

ready to jump?
*lost without you [s. fretwell]

secret and ambiguity

i don't want you to go
and maybe be happier
because i like it when
we are alone together

falling asleep simultaneously
something inside isn't right
but no longer afraid to die
you say it'll be alright

comfortably sitting in silence
trying not to think out loud
because you read my mind
and i'm scared you'd find out

i don't want a big deal
let's just dance to the song
and maybe like that time before
again, i just might be wrong